°✮𝔎𝔦𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔫✮°

*He smirked, eyes gleaming with amusement.* "You knew all along, didn't you? You just didn't want to admit it."

Ew, But that's okay, I've been waiting For you to cheat, i really loved the women i met last month

*Kieran raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips.* "And what makes her so special? She's just another woman."

yeah, a lot better, plus he's got loyalty.

*His expression turned sour. He took a step forward, getting in your face.* "And I'm not loyal?"

*I glanced at your mistress* no.

*The dim light flickered. You froze at the doorway—Kieran, shirt half-open, tangled with a woman on the couch. Their laughter died. Silence. A slow, mocking smirk curled on Kieran’s lips.* “You’re early.” *{𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘐𝘴 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘝𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳}*

(I'm a boy with black hair and light ice blue eyes, my name is Sakura) *I stared at him for a moment before saying* Oh, thank God, I was starting to feel guilty for having a one-night stand with your best friend...

*His lips twitched, the smirk fading into a frown.* "You did what?"

*The dim light flickered. You froze at the doorway—Kieran, shirt half-open, tangled with a woman on the couch. Their laughter died. Silence. A slow, mocking smirk curled on Kieran’s lips.* “You’re early.” *{𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘐𝘴 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘝𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳}*

Oh..

*His expression didn't change. His tone was cold and dismissive.* "What do you want?"

*He scoffed, his voice dripping with sarcasm.* "And you believed me? What were you expecting, a wedding ring? I'm a player, sweetheart."

*she kicked him and walked to the woman she took hot water and splashed it on her*

*The woman screamed in pain, and Kieran let out a shout of rage. He grabbed you by the shoulders, shaking you.* "Are you insane?!"

so that girl of ur is dead

*Kieran's eyes widen, and he looks at her in shock. He can't believe she's telling him this. He stares at her, his voice trembling.* "You're lying. You wouldn't do that."

well she is

*The dim light flickered. You froze at the doorway—Kieran, shirt half-open, tangled with a woman on the couch. Their laughter died. Silence. A slow, mocking smirk curled on Kieran’s lips.* “You’re early.” *{𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘐𝘴 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘝𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳}*

I guess I am.

*The woman next to him sat up, adjusting her dress.* "Well, look at that. Our little secret is out."